Nan Muchen looked at the drunk little woman on the table, his brows furrowed deeper, he waved his hand and said: "Okay, I will leave this place to you, you all go down and have a rest."

When the two of them heard this, they immediately said with smiles on their faces: "Yes, I will retire."

According to the prince, will you stay and take care of the princess tonight?

Great, they know that the prince still has feelings for the princess!

"By the way, don't tell her about my coming here tonight."

She? Does she mean the princess?

This is strange, since the prince is willing to stay and take care of the princess, why doesn't he want the princess to know?

But it seems that the master's thoughts are not something they can guess casually as servants.

"Yes, this slave knows." After saying this, the two of them withdrew.

Now, Nan Muchen and Su Mumu were the only two people left in the whole room.

"Oh damn Nan Muchen, you big bastard, you are eating the food in the bowl and looking at the food in the pot, you are a big radish! Miss, hiccup - I don't care about you at all!" Su Mumu closed her eyes and kept mouthing.

He muttered, and at the end of the sentence he hit the table with his hand.

This woman, even drunk, didn't forget to scold him? Nan Muchen couldn't help laughing.

The drunken Su Mumu seemed particularly cute, with her black hair hanging casually on her shoulders, shining like a waterfall with a smooth color.

Her small face was blushing due to the alcohol. Her brows were slightly frowned, and her attractive cherry lips were slightly pursed, as if she was inviting someone to kiss her.

Nan Muchen shook his head helplessly. An extremely gentle smile appeared on his face at some point. He put his arms around his waist and wanted to help her up from the table.

Who knew that as soon as her fingertips touched Su Mumu's waist, she started to struggle violently: "Well, don't touch me, it's so itchy. I'm not drunk. Wine, give me wine!"

The smile on Nan Muchen's face deepened, he leaned close to her ear and lowered his voice, coaxingly: "Mu'er, be good, listen to me, let's drink somewhere else, okay?"

I don't know if Su Mumu understood Nan Muchen's words and raised her head suddenly. Fortunately, Nan Muchen hid in time, otherwise her chin would have been knocked crooked by her.

Su Mumu's eyes opened at some point, but she was still drunk, staring straight at Nan Muchen, and suddenly smiled stupidly at him: "Well, you are a good person, they don't let me drink.

They are bad people! Hiccup - you are good people, good people..."

Nan Muchen saw that her body was about to collapse again, so he quickly stepped forward to hold her waist and pulled her up.

Su Mumu was like a lifeless puppet, her whole body hanging on Nan Muchen's body.

Nan Muchen held her waist with all his strength, preventing her from falling while dragging her to the other side of the bed.

Su Mumu raised her head again, still staring at Nan Muchen with her drowsy eyes, and said after a long time: "Hey, why do you look so like that annoying guy! I, I'll tell you

Ah, that annoying guy, his name is Nan Nan Muchen, he is getting married today, and he is still with a woman I don’t like."

"That woman made trouble in Sister Linglong's shop, and even beat me up. Hey hey, I ended up beating her up!" As she spoke, she stretched out her fist in confusion and made random gestures in the air.

few times.

Nan Muchen was almost dumbfounded. Do you think this woman would turn into a chatterbox when she got drunk?

Su Mumu's little mouth still kept talking: "So, so I hiccup - I don't want Nan Muchen to marry that woman, but I can't help it, because he is not, not my beloved, he is not."

"How do you know I'm not?" Nan Muchen blurted out these words almost without thinking. After finishing speaking, he was stunned.

What's wrong with him? Why does he care so much about what this woman thinks?

He had never felt this way before. Could this strange and strange feeling mean that he was sick again?

Su Mumu was already drunk, so she didn't listen to what Nan Muchen said, and there was no way to guess Nan Muchen's state of mind at this time.

He was minding his own business and sang a song: "Listen to me, hold hands and walk with me through a stable life. Yesterday you were too late and tomorrow will be a pity. Today you want to marry me. Listen to me, hand in hand, let's walk together. Let's take care of you."

Give me your life yesterday and don’t look back

I’m going to Baishou tomorrow and today you’re going to marry me.”

Because he was drunk, the singing was a little out of tune, but to Nan Muchen's ears, it sounded unexpectedly good.

He had never known that Su Mumu had such a beautiful singing voice. Although the lyrics of this song were very explicit and the tune was very strange, it actually made people feel full of happiness.

After singing the song, Su Mumu finally stopped making noises, and Nan Muchen could smoothly lay her down on the bed.

"Nan Muchen, you bastard!" Su Mumu, who was lying on the bed, turned over, put the quilt between her legs, and said drowsily with her eyes closed, "We will be together for the rest of our lives, half asleep, half awake, half alive..."

Two people for life, half dreaming, half awake and half floating?

Nan Muchen looked down at Su Mumu who was gradually sleeping, and kept repeating those words.

"Mu'er, I promise you that one day I will be with you forever."

Like a promise and more like determination, Nan Muchen lowered his head, kissed the sweet lips that he had longed for for so long, and kissed them without hesitation!

…

"hiss"

The result of hangover was a headache. Su Mumu woke up from the bed and felt that her headache was about to explode.

The house had been cleaned up long ago, and not even a trace of her drunkenness was left.

The door was pushed open, and Forsythia walked in with a bowl: "Princess, are you awake? Have a bowl of hangover soup. You will definitely have a headache after being hungover."

"Okay, thank you." Su Mumu happened to be a little thirsty, so she took the hangover soup and drank it all without saying a word.

Su Mumu looked around the room and said, "Did you and Bihe take care of me yesterday? Thank you for your hard work."

"No, yesterday was..." Forsythia almost let it slip, but she quickly stopped and did not continue.

Su Mumu wondered: "Yesterday? What was yesterday?"

"No, it's nothing. What I want to say is that yesterday, Princess, you drank too much wine. From now on, I will look at you and won't let you drink easily." Forsythia finally managed to round out her words.

She almost forgot that the prince told her just yesterday not to let the princess know who the person she took care of last night was.

In fact, she didn't know why the prince did this. If the princess knew that the person who was taking care of her at the bedside last night was the prince, wouldn't the two masters be able to reconcile?
Chapter completed!